This is a field report from one of the most unlikely situations but when you’re switched on to this shit, every where’s a target-rich location. I’ve just been attending a corporate branding workshop and a couple of HBs also been taking part. There’s this Indian HB8 with big tits that, with good luck, is definitely going to get f-closed in a hot minute this month.
Anyway, we were in a U-shaped sitting arrangement in the workshop and she’d been giving me IOIs and smiling coz I’d been AMOGing the guys by getting them to AGRRE WITH ME on THEIR ideas. LMFAO!!!
When the obligatory business cards were exchanged during the second break, I asked her for one and she said she didn’t have any…so I go in with a George Foreman 1974 right upper cut to her bitch shield.
ME: what’s your number?
HBIndian: oh… its yada-yada-yada
I notice she’d snuck out for cigarettes during the first break …
ME: What you think of people who smoke?
HBIndian: …they’re okay I guess
ME: I’m getting a quick ciggie. Wanna come?
Compliance test: SO FAR, SO COMPLIANT. As we head out, I tell her there’s no point going all the way downstairs, why don’t we smoke by the staircase? I make it sound like its fun if we get away with it and she agrees. I run my instant kino routine where I ask her for a lighter and she lights it up, brings it to my mouth and I wrap my hands around her hand then hold it in both palms…
I hold her stare and speak with a cig in my mouth:
ME: You can let go of my hand now
She laughs and pulls away. Lights up and we shoot the shit about the workshop, her job and how much she hates it and has a passion for vulnerable kids. I mirror her thoughts and tell her “I feel the same about that” and ask her what she’d be doing if she wasn’t working in her job. In my mind I’m like whatever, I really just want to see your tits!!!
I do some funny story-telling about how when I was once in Kenya I started a project to raise funds for orphans by selling coffee mugs for left-handed people. She starts laughing and giving me IOIs …
HBIndian: You’re crazy! Is that even a true story?
ME: Don’t know whether it’s true but it’s real! Better get back … (I time-constraint and open the door for myself, walk through it without looking back at her)
Then I pop my head back through the door as she puts her ciggie away. I pull out some gum from my pocket and walk through the door. Peel away the foil and break it in half. Then I pull off Matador’s Gum Kiss Gambit (checked this out through J Smooth’s post in PUA Lounge – thanks!!! and feed half the gum to HBIndian then put the other half in my mouth. She laughs and staggers around laughing and chewing.
ME: Can I have my gum back?
I say this with a serious look on my face and she wets her lips … unsure. I don’t need another IOI and hold her gaze before I place my hand behind her neck, pull her slightly closer and kiss her for about 10 seconds. At first I’m surprised it works coz I wasn’t too confident it would, being the first time I tried it. But she kisses me back and I pull away.
I kiss her again for a few seconds then she pushes me away. I laugh and open the door for her, she walks through and I’m following behind her with a boner into the workshop. Hope nobody noticed…LOL!!!!
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